Chapter 369: Taken the Hook
With only ten days left until the provincial examination, the entire Fengjing City is shrouded in a silent tension.
Qin Zhaoyue has been living a carefree life these days. The palace takes care of his food, clothing and other expenses, so he doesn't have to worry about anything.
The only small regret is that she can't go and play with her handsome little brother.
The Queen Mother did not let them return home, and there was no movement from Yinzhe, so it was obvious that the danger was not over.
She had considered going to the Royal Villa, but traveling alone, who knew if there were any Divine Martial Realm masters secretly following her? She wouldn't feel safe.
The three royal brothers and sisters above her were so busy that they had no time to accompany her.
The three guys down there are full of energy and eager to go out and have fun, but why would they go out with three little ones? It wouldn't be lively enough.
So, Qin Zhaoyue completely laid down and gave up.
For a major event like the imperial examination, even if it was just an appetizer for the supplementary preliminary examination, her reputation would not allow her to get involved at all.
Not to mention that it is inconsistent with her usual personality, even if she bites the bullet and asks for power, who will give it to her?
As for being like the fifth brother, running errands and doing odd jobs behind the third and fourth sisters, how much merit can you earn?
The more comfortable she was, the more unhappy the three people above her looked at her.
Qin Zhaowan forced her to do some work, but Qin Zhaoyue either refused directly or accepted it but did it perfunctorily.
She personally demonstrated to her fourth sister what it meant to truly "not compete."
In the end, the third princess was so angry that she had to give up and let her go.
Qin Zhaoyue was living a comfortable life, but someone was anxious. He was so anxious that his mouth corners were blistered and he was about to climb up the roof and tear off the tiles.
In the afternoon of the third day after the preliminary examination.
Qin Zhaoyue was lazily leaning on the chaise longue in the corridor, covered with a thin brocade quilt, squinting her eyes to digest her food.
The warm autumn sun shone through the carved window lattices, giving her a lazy golden edge.
In this comfortable state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, the very low whispers of two palace maids behind the pillars not far away came into her ears.
The sharp hearing and eyesight of the fifth level realm can sometimes be quite annoying.
At first I thought it was some palace secret gossip, but when I listened carefully I found out they were just shirking responsibility.
"Go ahead. After the job is done, I'll give you half of the benefits, right?"
"Are you crazy? Didn't you see that the three masters above were all walking around His Highness the Sixth Prince? You dare to earn this kind of money? Do you think your life is too long?"
"Well... after all, that was news from the harem. It was the intention of His Highness' biological father. What's wrong with that?"
"What's wrong? Then go by yourself. Why give me half of the profit?"
…
The two of them whispered, pushed and shoved each other for a whole incense stick of time.
In the end, it was the palace maid who took on the task and moved in tremblingly.
Her face turned pale, and she clutched a piece of plain paper tightly between her fingers. She bowed deeply to Qin Zhaoyue on the couch.
"Your Highness, um...Wen Yujun sent someone to deliver a letter to you."
"Who?" Qin Zhaoyue half-closed her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes.
Palace Maid: ...
"That's... Wen Ruoyu, Wen Yujun."
"Oh," Qin Zhaoyue lazily raised his eyelids and casually raised his chin, "I see. Leave it there."
"Yes!" The palace maid was as if she had been pardoned. She almost rushed over and placed the letter on the small table beside the couch, then retreated as if escaping, her footsteps so fast that they created a gust of wind.
Qinghui Palace is located deep in the front court, far away from the palace where the harem resides, with mountains and rivers flowing into the distance.
Those people in the harem want to come in person, but they can't do that without the emperor's oral order, so they can only rely on this method of asking someone to convey the message.
Qin Zhaoyue waited for a full cup of tea before slowly stretching out two slender jade fingers, picking up the letter, unfolding it and taking a look.
The paper is full of clichés like "The autumn wind is getting cooler, your body can rest" and "The palace is lonely, and I miss my daughter so much".
No matter how roundabout and nonsensical the conversation was, the core meaning was just one: Wen Ruoyu missed her.
He felt lonely, empty and cold, and hoped that she could ask for his oral order and go to the harem to see his "poor" old father.
whispering sound……
Qin Zhaoyue sneered and threw the letter back onto the table.
Your Majesty is busy with all kinds of affairs, so how can he have the time to deal with such trivial matters?
Besides, she could guess what this cheap old man wanted to do with her eyes closed.
It was simply that Wen's cousin had passed the preliminary exam, tasted the sweetness of predicting the questions, and saw the hope of passing the imperial examination and becoming an official, so she wanted to continue to obtain the secrets to passing the exam from her.
The facts were just as she expected.
After Wen Mingke from the second house returned home, he immediately reported the matter to Old Madam Wen with exaggerated details.
Seeing that her granddaughter actually had a chance to make the leap to success, the old woman thought again and again, and still felt that if she didn't try now, when would she?
He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, deciding to sell everything he had and give it one more try.
The Wen family was prepared for a heavy loss, but the problem was... the person couldn't be found.
This shows how poor the Wen family is now in the capital. They can't even find a way to pass the news to the Sixth Princess in the palace.
The whole family was like ants on a hot pan, suffering in anxious waiting for three whole days.
Seeing that the provincial examination was drawing closer, Wen Mingke could no longer bear it, so he hurriedly contacted his almost forgotten elder brother in the harem.
Wen Ruoyu then asked someone to deliver this "letter of missing you" to Qin Zhaoyue.
It’s true that Qin Zhaoyue wants to make money, but he wants to make money while doing it.
She simply disdained to pay attention to this letter that was roundabout and did not dare to speak clearly.
The strategy is just one word: stretch!
Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink, lie down when you should lie down, as if you didn’t see anything.
As a result, at dusk, a second letter with more urgent wording and more obvious hints was delivered to the desk, but Qin Zhaoyue didn't even raise his eyelids.
The next day, the third letter arrived as expected.
This time, Wen Ruoyu didn't bother to make fun of her. The letter "strongly hinted" that Wen Tingwan was reviewing her lessons.
But I have no reference materials, so I want to ask her if I can borrow the collection of imperial examination essays from previous years collected in the princess's mansion.
Ha! Qin Zhaoyue almost laughed out loud.
This is such a lie that he didn't even write a draft.
The Sixth Princess doesn’t even have a decent study in her mansion, so where did the collection of essays on imperial examinations over the years come from?
But it has been stretched almost enough and the heat is just right. Too much is as bad as too little.
She finally condescended to write, and on the snow-white rice paper, she wrote a sentence in a flamboyant style:
"Go to my residence and look for the broken ink."
In the harem, when Wen Ruoyu held this piece of paper that seemed light yet weighed more than a thousand pounds, she almost cried with joy!
He was not favored, and life in the palace was already difficult.
After asking people to pass messages and make arrangements, his pitiful private money is almost gone.
Finally...finally there is a response!
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